Lin Yang could only try to find a solution.

Until this day, Lin Yang received news that Mr. Zhang's daughter was about to have her birthday.

Lin Yang's eyes lit up with joy.

"Heaven is helping me!"

After confirming the accuracy of the information, Lin Yang immediately called Mr. Yin and asked him for two invitation letters.

On the day of Mr. Zhang's daughter's birthday, Lin Yang and Wang Yuwei went together.

Compared to the hotel he stayed at last time, the hotel Mr. Zhang booked was much more low-key.

Lin Yang and Wang Yuwei arrived relatively early, and there weren't many cars or people around yet.

"Gentlemen, please present your invitations."

The servant at the door gave Lin Yang a lukewarm look. Lin Yang nodded and reached into his bag to search for something.

The more Lin Yang flipped through the pages, the uglier his expression became.

"You can't enter without an invitation."

Seeing that Lin Yang couldn't find the item after a long time, the servant impatiently said, "Go away, go away, don't block the way."

Lin Yang awkwardly withdrew his hand and asked the servant somewhat embarrassedly.

"Sorry, I think I've lost my invitation."

"How could it be lost?"

Wang Yuwei became anxious upon hearing this and rummaged through her bag, but couldn't find it after a long time.

"Did you forget it at the hotel yesterday?"

Wang Yuwei slapped her forehead, feeling somewhat troubled. Not only had the room been vacated, but the cleaning lady might have also left the invitation somewhere, and even if she hadn't, it was probably too late by now.

Entry will not be permitted after the designated entry time.

Lin Yang was caught in a dilemma, and Wang Yuwei was also getting anxious looking at her husband. She grabbed the servant's arm.

“We really were invited. My husband even has Mr. Zhang’s contact information. Please let us in.”

The servant who was being held back by Wang Yuwei looked impatient.

"Get out! There are so many people in the world with the surname Zhang, who knows who's in your husband's phone!"

"There are always some people who lack ability but still try to curry favor with others."

As the attendant spoke, he flung his hand, and Wang Yuwei was almost thrown into the air.

Lin Yang held Wang Yuwei firmly, looked at the servant with a slightly cold gaze, and spoke politely while suppressing his anger.

"I'm really not a fraudster. I am Dr. Lin Yang. If you don't believe me, you can contact Mr. Zhang himself."

The servant rolled his eyes: "I could have said I was Mr. Zhang himself. Without an invitation, you can't come in!"

The servant's attitude was adamant, and Lin Yang had no choice but to call Mr. Zhang himself to explain the situation.

After listening, Mr. Zhang didn't say anything, but simply asked Lin Yang to hand the phone to the servant.

“This Mr. Lin is indeed my guest. Please invite him up.”

After Mr. Zhang finished speaking, Lin Yang thought the attendant would let him go up, but to his surprise, the attendant sneered.

"You really go to any lengths to get into this banquet!"

"Just because you say you're Mr. Zhang, does that mean you're Mr. Zhang?"

"I could also say I'm Qin Shi Huang!"

After the attendant finished speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for Mr. Zhang to reply.

Lin Yang had to admire the other party's utter lack of common sense.

Before Lin Yang could call Mr. Zhang again, Mr. Zhang had already come downstairs.

"You're fired."

Mr. Zhang spoke in a cold voice.

The servant's face stiffened and his expression turned ugly as he reached out to grab Mr. Zhang.

"Mr. Zhang, you must be joking."

Seeing that Mr. Zhang ignored him, the attendant then looked at Lin Yang.

"Sir, sir, it was all my fault just now."

The servant hurriedly bowed and apologized, begging Lin Yang for forgiveness.

The speed at which he changed his expression was astonishing.

Lin Yang ignored the servant and smiled at Mr. Zhang.

"I'm so sorry to trouble you to come over."

Mr. Zhang glanced at Lin Yang and said casually, "It just so happens that I also have something to do down here."

After Mr. Zhang finished speaking, his gaze drifted towards the hotel entrance, where a gleaming black luxury car slowly came to a stop.

A bodyguard in a bodyguard uniform came down carrying a little girl.

"Feifei!"

Mr. Zhang, who had just been indifferent, burst into laughter the moment he saw the little girl.

The little girl's eyes lit up when she saw Mr. Zhang, and she waved her little hands, wanting Mr. Zhang to hug her.

Lin Yang's expression changed the moment he saw the little girl.

This little girl looks healthy and lively.

However, although the dark circles between the eyebrows and the pink lips may appear healthy, they actually indicate an internal deficiency and imbalance.

Lin Yang subconsciously took two steps forward.

"What is Mr. Lin doing?"

Mr. Zhang looked at Lin Yang and frowned slightly.

"What else can we do? We'll just say they're sick again."

A voice suddenly came from over.

Lin Yang turned around and saw that it was the same man in the suit who was the leader of the underground organization.

Mr. Zhang also saw the man in the suit. His expression remained unchanged as he treated the man in the suit with indifference, just as he treated Lin Yang.

Lin Yang glanced at Mr. Zhang and was certain that, at least for now, Mr. Zhang and the man in the suit were not on the same side.

Lin Yang looked at Mr. Zhang, his tone neither humble nor arrogant.

"Has your daughter been frail since childhood and frequently hospitalized?"

"But after taking a lot of medicine and getting countless injections, there's still no improvement?"

"Has your condition suddenly improved recently?"

"She's actually not better at all; in fact, she's gotten worse. If she doesn't receive timely treatment, the consequences could be dire!"

With each question Lin Yang asked, Mr. Zhang's expression grew colder.

After Lin Yang finished speaking his last sentence.

Mr. Zhang's face had turned completely icy cold.

“Mr. Lin, I’m letting this go because you’re a friend introduced by Mr. Yin, but my daughter is perfectly fine.”

Mr. Zhang said this while hugging his daughter and walking into the hotel.

As they walked, he gently coaxed the little girl in his arms.

"Be good, Feifei, Daddy will go celebrate your birthday."

"Great! Great!"

The little girl clapped her hands excitedly.

The man in the suit standing to the side gave Lin Yang a cold laugh and turned to leave.

He left only one sentence before leaving.

"Trying to steal my medicinal herb base? Dream on."

Lin Yang ignored the man in the suit. He sighed helplessly and looked worriedly at the child in Mr. Zhang's arms, wanting to follow him and offer a few more words of advice.

But the little girl over there was already surrounded by a group of little boys and girls.

"Honey, what do we do now?"

Wang Yuwei tugged at Lin Yang's sleeve.

Lin Yang patted Wang Yuwei's hand reassuringly and shook his head at her.

Lin Yang looked around and finally found Mr. Zhang in a corner.

"Mr. Zhang..."

Lin Yang was interrupted by Mr. Zhang before he could even speak.

“I know you want that medicinal herb base, but please don’t joke around with my daughter.”

Mr. Zhang's slightly cold attitude clearly indicated that he still did not believe what Lin Yang said.

Just then, Mr. Zhang's daughter, Feifei, who had been having fun, suddenly sobbed and fainted on the ground.

The children around were startled and scattered to find their parents.

Mr. Zhang's expression suddenly changed, and he abruptly stood up and rushed to Fei Fei's side.

Lin Yang followed closely behind, his expression grave.

As expected, Fei Fei's illness flared up!